Female Dr. Touches Penis Physical

There are romantic and there are observers ...

reading a bit of Italian literature of the sixteenth century I found this poem so lovely as an original and soulful.

lice my woman.

They seem

ivory beasts in the woods golden

beasts wandering waves so rich you are;

indeed, are gems though, that you shook

from the golden tresses of beautiful native treasure

or too intent on noble work

so you have changed the Amoretti,

because the heart tissue to better network

row which I blessed with the golden brown.

O beautiful branches or flying between Love,

gem born of a hair between the waves golden arrows,

beasts fed upon the nectarine moods;

deh, s'avete desire of eternal honor,

sometimes not be prey disdain

prey so that prey are the choirs !

Anton Maria Narducci

The Narducci loved "all" of his wife.